Mah Journal

Writer's Block: Decision Time

2009-08-24T02:03:30Z

When you need to make a difficult decision, what kind of resources do you consult for guidance?

Friends (both fictional and otherwise),tarot cards, my magic eight-ball and my book of Ram Dass one-liners.

So far, I haven't died.

Successful method? I think so.

Writer's Block: The Best

2009-07-18T03:24:00Z

What's the best thing you've seen or done this month?

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Today. Shruti's party totally put me in a "the world is such a beautiful, magical place full of beautiful, magical things and beautiful, magical people" kind of mood. It rocks.

Kwen the Rock (I Was Pretty Cool As a Freshman) 1/1

2009-07-09T01:37:03Z

So there I was: looking through my files. I was actually looking for some fic I'd THOUGHT I had saved because I want to put it on my sister's ghetto!touch which I have almost completely claimed as my own. But as I looked through I found that the fics I wanted were not there, but my old schoolwork was. And I found this. And I remembered it as being awesome. So rather than actually reread it and find out it sucked, I've decided to post it on here and remain with my idealized memories. But I do hope that the few (none) unfortunate enough to stumble upon this entry at least get some sort of satisfaction or entertainment from it.

This is dedicated to every girl that's ever been named Sarah ever. And if you happen to be someone I know named Sarah, then it's extra-dedicated to you. Just beacuse I can.

The Adventures of Kwen the Rock

Once upon a time, there was a chunk of grey sandstone named Kwen. He hadn't always been a lone piece of sandstone, though. He had once been part of a big piece of sandstone known as The Used. But one day, his neighbor chunk of rock, Branden, was being really annoying. Finally, Kwen couldn't take it anymore, and he broke himself off of The Used by putting pressure on an existing crack in the rock. Sadly he had forgotten that his rock was located on the side of a cliff, and he found himself falling through air after detaching himself from his brothers. As he tumbled down the steep, rocky slope, other rocks pierced his rough flesh, sending fragments of his body flying alongside him. After what seemed an eternity, he landed at the bottom with a resounding thud. The sound of his impact echoed desolately off of the canyon walls, betraying its emptiness. For the first time in his life, Kwen truly knew what it felt like to be alone. At first, he found it a refreshing change from his previous situation; however, as the blanket of darkness fell upon the canyon, he found his isolation less than comforting. He fell into a coma of sorts, letting depression overpower his mind and body. Days and nights faded into an endless blurry backdrop to his misery. Existence had become meaningless.

Then, one night, he awoke suddenly to find himself damp and cold. The temperature was nothing new, but he had not seen a trace of liquid in months. All of a sudden, the heavens had opened up like a floodgate and released their pent-up fury. Moisture poured from the sky and a river which had seemed more of a trickle had quickly turned into terrifying rapids, raging and breaking furiously against the rocks. Kwen quickly realized that he would soon be engulfed by the raging waters. But, rather than panic, he merely returned to his state of apathy towards his surroundings. "Let the waters come," he thought, "what do I have to live for?" Soon the water was lapping at his heels. In a matter of minutes, he was completely submerged. As he was thrown about in the tumultuous river, he collided with other rocks that jutted up through the chaos, reducing him to mere sediment.

Eventually the storm ended, and he settled to the bottom of the calm waters. There he lay for hundreds of years until he had been completely covered by the sediment of other rocks who had met similar fates. One day he awoke to find himself fully compacted and reborn, the thousand year process having passed like so many minutes in his ripened eyes. As the years passed, he was heated and pressured, and soon he found himself to be a metamorphic rock. But as the heat became unbearable, he found himself sweating away into nothing, becoming a single fluid mass with his peers.

One day he felt a sudden urging from those below him. All of a sudden, he was forced up from his familiar residence. He found himself being propelled upward until there was no longer ground beneath his feet. He tumbled through the sky, falling onto the rocky ground and rolling until the freezing winds stopped him where he stood. He hardened, and returned once again to a solid state. Once again he found himself stuck. He sat in one place, going nowhere and seeing little for an indeterminable amount of time. Winds and rains carried small grains of him away, one by one. When the last grain was picked up, it soared on the winds for the longest time, frolicking in the freedom of movement and flight. It was soon deposited on none other than The Used, the rock from which it had come. Much had changed since Kwen's departure. He was pleased to find that Branden had been replaced in favor of a new rock named Dan. Dan was much less annoying than Branden, and he played drums better than a badger. Kwen settled back happily into his old home, and The Used, was once again, complete.

The End

So I still haven't read this, but I did see one sentence that I thought could be awesomer. So I fixed this by replacing the word "anyone" with "a badger" every time it occured. You can thank me whenever; I don't have a life so I'm pretty much always here.

Writer's Block: A Little Green

2009-03-17T20:01:23Z

Top o' the morning to you! Has anyone ever pinched you for not wearing green on St. Patrick's Day?

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OH YEAH THEY HAVE.
You have no idea.
No.
I.
Dea.

mcluvin @ 2008-11-21T22:01:00

2008-11-22T03:43:40Z

Here I was getting on to bitch about my problems in the most vague manner possible so as not to make the identities of the involved parties obvious.
And then it occurred to me...
What have I posted besides bitching and complaints an insecurities.
Sure, the random furry!spam or meme or gush, but is that really enough to counteract the angsty teenage whinings about how my life sucks?
So now it's time for a happy!post:
Today, Trez played with my boobs. I avoided sitting on the buttrape pole, as that's had disastrous results before--let's just say I now have one less pair of jeans. I shared fries with Conor, whose penis was once again EVERYWHERE. It always is. John deep-throated my ice cream cone. The whole thing. A good 6.5 inches. Completely in his mouth. I got nowhere close to that when I tried. Sometimes I'm glad I like women more. Sometimes? Who am I kidding? ALL THE TIME. Except when I'm doing something where my lesbianism is a handicap. But that almost never happens. I avoid those situations. I still lack the courage to tell people that I like them. That's nothing new. Fear of rejection, I guess. And here I go getting negative again. Damn. Oprah is amazing. 4srs. I now owe Catherine more cookies and sexual favors than can be given/performed in a lifetime. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing. Nick made these amazing beats for ~~Autumn's rap~~ me. They are in no way related to the election... >> Sometimes I'm afraid I'm too clingy but I'm too impulsive to stop myself. Compulsively impulsive. That's kind of redundant. But anyway, the track is amazing. He sent me this awesome techno one too. If I were to go straight for an un-famous person, it would be for Nick. The six pack helps, too. And not beer. I went in the herpes bathroom and almost died the other day. Then we went upstairs and found a condom wrapper. Someone said they have motion sensors up there now. I miss reading fic. OH SHIT. I KNOW A FIC I COULD READ. I gave up on NaNoWriMo. Maybe next year, when I don't have two consecutive classes in which I have to write essays every other day. Damn, I've ranted a lot. I am doing a fic challenge, though. I wish my dad were like my friends, so I could just scribble him a quick fic for his birthday on Tuesday. At least Tuesday is a good day. Maybe I'll magically find five bucks and walk down to Dunkin Doughnuts to get him a surprise when he comes home. Dude. I've always wanted to go in a sex shop. Ooh... bad transition. >< But while I'm on the subject, I HAVE to get the "Thanks Masturbation!" shirt. HAVE TO. My sister's mouse changes colors. I miss all my music. ;_; It's on the desktop and my mom lost the password. I thought that last sentence in Spanish for some reason, but I couldn't write it in Spanish because my mom's laptop doesn't do accented vowels for some reason. I should fix that. Lykke Li is kind of a little bit awesome. I want to slash her with someone. She would've been great with Alicia. Too bad I already posted my claim. But still. Sexy music. Mr. George has a lot of awesome music like that. He's pretty beast. Mr. King is all "BOBDYLANOMG-dies-," so I dunno 'bout him. Not dissing Bob Dylan, lord no, but Mr. King being all fangirly with him... O.o Not as cool as being fangirly over Bowie, imo. The gay channel has good music. EWWWWW BLOOD ON TV. -shudder- And not the good, lesbian vampire kind, either. My feet are cold and I want to cuddle with someone. O HAI SOPHIE. Dogs can be handy at times. I guess I should wrap this sucker up. Now I've thoroughly violated your f-lists. Know that I love you all. ♥ Some more than others, but hey, I'm human. We're conditioned to judge things and places and people. Nouns. Ooh... I'm supposed to catch up on sleep tonight. I'll lurk a bit and then get to work on that. Speaking of which: I didn't fail, but I got in the seventies on that test. But everyone did. What my teacher doesn't know yet (or didn't know at the time he told me I got a 70-something) is that I didn't finish the essay. I wrote one sentence. "King Louis XIV is considered by some the greatest example of absolutism." And speaking of quotes, we watched a video before the test. DIRECT QUOTE. "Oates was stout, homosexual and extraordinarily ugly." Said by an old English guy that looks like John McCain's cousin. It's hilarious. Anyway. Hey, I really am sleepy. I think I might be more sloth than koala. Or SQUIRREL. Squirrels are hyper and they hibernate in the winter. I never fell asleep in the summer. I bet that's it. I'm a squirrel. Good to know. So koala isn't necessarily contagious after all. :D

Edit: Oh my god... Rescued by Jack's Mannequin just came on and I started crying. I'm a bit too emotionally unstable right now. That sleep thing I'd been talking about? Yeah, I think I'll do that now.

RP Sample for malliciousrp

2008-11-04T16:30:49Z

Bob ground his teeth as his jog accelerated into a sprint. He knew he shouldn't have left it. 'Just a minute in the bathroom,' he'd told himself. 'It'll be fine.' What had he been thinking? "GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY STAND." The heads of the two boys shot up. One looked about twelve or thirteen, the other slightly older. The oldest took off immediately. The younger one's hand was still caught in the glass case, his grubby fingers wrapped around a pretzel. He yanked it out and took off after his partner. "WATCH THE STAND!" he yelled to a bewildered Pete as he shot past him, still in pursuit of the boys. He could tell by looking at them that they'd tire quickly. Typical American teenagers—never exercised a day in their lives. He, on the other hand, ran every day. Sometimes he did it on purpose. When he was stressed, troubled, he always found that running helped him. There was something inherently soothing about the thump of his feet against the gravel, the pounding of his heart, the burning, gasping lungs. Not always, though. More often he found himself running away from things, people. He'd accidentally stumble into gang territory or incur the wrath of a group of muggers. He was just unlucky that way. Sure, you could say it's partially his fault for living in the bad part of New York. As though he had a choice. Pretzel stands surprisingly didn't pay that much and he'd gotten the cheapest there was. He knew it'd be pretty easy to do better. When he'd been on the streets, a couple friends had. One a night could keep him set for good. But he wouldn't go that low. Selling his body was a step too far. he shook himself from his digression of thoughts, focusing on the boy in front of him. He could see the boy getting closer and closer—he'd dropped the pretzel somewhere, apparently, because it wasn't in his hand anymore—and he reached out a hand. His fingertips brushed the fabric of the boy's shirt before he got a firm grip and jerked him to a halt. "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" He shook the boy by his shoulders and yelled close to his face, angry spittle spraying across it. The boy's eyes were wide, panicked, and he looked around for his older companion, maybe hoping for help. He was long gone. Kid should've known that it's every man for himself in New York. When the boy's eyes came back up to meet Bob's, he saw something familiar. That hunger and desperation and fear he'd known so well. And the boy was so young. Suddenly, Bob knew. He wanted to hug the boy, apologize, offer him a place, any place. 'This must've been how Pizzato felt.' Suddenly Bob felt hands on his shoulders, prying him away, and saw the mall security cuffing the boy and dragging him off. "Wait, no! Don't arrest him! It's okay!" He struggled against the guard but it was too late. The boy was gone. he hands released him and a large face smiled down at him. "Not to worry. It's all taken care of. He won't bother you again." Bob felt his heart go hollow and for the first time in over a year, all he wanted to do was curl up and cry. Bu he was beyond that now. He stood himself up straight and marched back toward his stand. There was work to do.

[Haha. Sorry. I got carried away.]

mcluvin @ 2008-11-03T19:39:00

2008-11-04T00:47:36Z

Writer's Block: Saving Money

2008-08-30T23:54:20Z

What are some ways to save money on gas?

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Don't drive.

Writer's Block: Your Favorite Series: One Last Go Round

2008-08-21T15:41:33Z

If you could pick any TV show that has been off the air to come back for one more season, which show would you pick and why?

Submitted By idle_kid_city

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Invader Zim because it's awesome.

mcluvin @ 2008-08-16T23:04:00

2008-08-17T03:08:51Z

I dunno if anyone's looking to join an RP or anything. If you've never tried it, it's SO FUN. This is my friends Ashley and Laura's comm. [Both are happily married to me, btw, so don't try anything...] It's a fun comm and I seriously think you should check it out. ESPECIALLY since we have 4/5 of Family Force 5, the most amazing band on the planet.
universityhfa

The University of Humanities and Fine Arts of Peoria, Illinois
-where your education is our first priority-

The University of Humanities and Fine Arts was established in 1948 by William H. Paulner with the intentions of making education in the humanities and fine arts easier and more affordable for everyone.
As well as the classes for degree requirements, the University of Humanities holds classes for extra credit hours so students can reach their degrees in a timely manner.
The students, both male and female, are housed in dorms on campus, and have rights to leave campus for recreation and food.

Rules † Taken/Held † Application

WANTED CHARACTERS
All of Cobra Starship except Gabe Saporta
All of Gym Class Heroes
All of The Academy is... except Adam Siska
All of Paramore except Hayley Williams
All of My Chemical Romance
All of The Hush Sound
All of All Time Low except Alex Gaskarth
All of Panic at the Disco except Ryan Ross and Brendon Urie
All of Escape the Fate
All of Family Force 5 except for the Olds brothers and Chap Stique
All of Madina Lake

Specific characters:

Conor Oberst
Andy Hurley
Mike Mogis
Brandon Flowers
Bam Margera
Cary Elwes
Xzibit
Wilmer Valderama

mcluvin @ 2008-07-25T04:05:00

2008-07-25T08:03:25Z

I'm going to kill my sister.
I'm going to stab her in the stomach with a knife, tie her up in garbage bags, and haul her into the woods and throw her carcass off the mountain.

OMG 8D/I feel bad. :(

2008-07-15T23:36:45Z

Okay.
First, the 'I feel bad part.'
I've pretty much abandoned this LJ.
-looks down ashamedly-
That's why you haven't heard from me.

Second,
I WENT TO WARPED YESTERDAY AND HOMG IT WAS SO FUCKING AMAZING.

But I still feel bad, so...
:(
I STILL LOVE YOU ALL!

mcluvin @ 2008-06-24T20:30:00

2008-06-25T00:47:29Z

HAPPY FREAKING BIRTHDAY ARIEL!!!!!

[To those of you that aren't Ariel, HAHA! I"M RAPING YOUR F-LIST!!!!]

DAMMIT!
I still don't know how to make it rainbow.
DARN YOU, LAURA, AND YOUR COMPYOOTAH EXPERTISE!!!!

mcluvin @ 2008-06-15T13:52:00

2008-06-15T17:55:50Z

I just got home.
I got, like, 3 hrs of sleep last night.
Or this morning...
I did get a painting.
I stole it and I was gonna take another, bigger one
But then her mom was all "We need it to make slides for a portfolio for an art school"
And I tried so hard not to laugh my ass off.
'Cause Chris is not going to any fucking art school.
Not that she couldn't; her art's amazing.
She just never would.
But basically:
BEST SLEEPOVER EVER!!!!!!
More d33ts l8rs.

Role Play

2008-06-13T14:26:48Z

I am officially addicted.
And it's all draw_me_silly's fault.
DAMN YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dx

I'm Badass!

2008-06-12T15:48:29Z

Read it and weep, biyatch.

You are a Badass Uke!

Other uke admire you, some seme fear you. Despite your sometimes flaming appearance, you can even fool other people into thinking you are seme with your mischievous, manipulative attitude, but when push comes to shove, your true submissive nature emerges. It takes a seme with enough intensity to challenge you and keep you satisfied, and your perfect match, the Don't Fuck With Me Seme, knows that all that naughty teasing just means you want the punishment.

Most compatible with: Don't Fuck With Me Seme, Chibi Seme

Least compatible with: Sadistic Seme, Romantic Seme

What seme or uke are you? Take the experience at SemeUke.com, or find merchandise here.

mcluvin @ 2008-06-11T10:10:00

2008-06-11T14:13:38Z

Stooooooooooooooooolen from blackeyedwicca...
[insert evil laughter]

Punctuated Equilibrium Stats

Formed:	11th June 2008
Split:	2nd June 2016
Best Album:	‘Roven Thudding’ 10/10 in the NME (Album of the Year 2013.)
Best Single:	‘Prefabs Briber Scruffs Toasters Griefs’ 10/10 in the NME (Single of the Week 3rd December 2011.)
Records Sold:	148,662,598 in total (19,310,209 albums, 129,352,389 singles).
Reputation:	Legendary
Groupies:	jumpingly is sick and tired of tunny_13’s attempts at seduction. The Punctuated Equilibrium guitarist recently told Q magazine that they wouldn’t fuck tunny_13 with a stolen dick.
Other	After a thorough investigation by the United Nations, Punctuated Equilibrium were found to be in breach of a number of fundemental human rights laws through the release of the unrepentably bad ‘Tagging Omelets Spankers Regulars Shauled Addedly’.

Punctuated Equilibrium Member Profiles

draw_me_silly

Without draw_me_silly, Punctuated Equilibrium would be a very different band. It is safe to say that draw_me_silly’s vision and charisma shaped the band during their most vital periods.

atrymparanormal</p>

atrymparanormal is technically gifted but lacks the creativity and originality of cult heroes like Hendrix and Satriani.

blackeyedwicca

Aggressive, passionate and erratic. Three words which sum up blackeyedwicca as a whole.

chemicaldreamsx

chemicaldreamsx has come on leaps and bounds since the band’s formation in Jun 2008 and is now considered to be one of the most underated drummers in the country.

jumpingly

If jumpingly steps up the practice a little bit by limiting the amount of time that their finger remains up their asshole they have a chance of becoming a capable musician.

Single Releases

#	Title	Date
53	Tagging Omelets Spankers Regulars Shauled Addedly	Aug 2008
N/A	Infant Roothold Foreplay Irenics	Sep 2008
N/A	Grinning Prover Moraines Reevokes Brittled	Oct 2008
N/A	Flouring Risked	Jan 2009
90	Simular Lamina Wrapping Minors Apishly	Dec 2009
65	Invent Belying Corners	Feb 2010
37	Copula Luster	Mar 2010
19	Lisle Nom Rances Drainer Pledget	Sep 2011
12	Postdrug Oneself Barley Nastiest Pushpin Ailed	Sep 2011
1	Prefabs Briber Scruffs Toasters Griefs	Dec 2011
2	Aerobia Lamblike Cosmist	Jan 2012
1	Begorra Logotypy Operants	Jul 2013
1	Vegetal Seedsmen Recant Pyaemias Rapport Spitters	Sep 2013
2	Imps Brogans Lattin Greenlet	Nov 2013
1	Mazily Alienage Loanword	Sep 2014
2	Egotisms Effusion Swanks Realm Deifical	Nov 2014
2	Cans Wheezes Feline	Feb 2015
2	Codex	Apr 2015

Album Releases

#	Title	Date
26	Tilth Jerrican Verity Submits	Jun 2008
86	Wetter Muckily Ope	Nov 2009
31	Iglu	Jun 2011
2	Roven Thudding	May 2013
1	Captans	Aug 2014

northern ireland’s worst

I think it's safe to say that mine turned out better than everyone else's.
Hella rad, mann.

New Ficcage?

2008-06-07T01:33:01Z

This should be short.
I'm writing this fic.
Ees Gerard/Bob.
And I was debating posting it.
Should I post it here first or to a comm or just hide it in my walls where it's body will never be found?
Thoughts anyone?
[Blue's Clue: The sentence in bold is a hint as to the basis of said fic.]

Pikchaa Post

2008-06-04T00:52:16Z

So I haven't posted in a while...
Very unlike me...

My hamster had five babies.
Two got eaten within the first two days.
One was sick and so I bottle-fed him and took care of him, but he still died.
The other two are fat, healthy and arrogant.
I still love 'em, though.

Names are:
Lind*Zee [mom]
Ryro [dad]
Sepha [boy formerly believed to be a girl, hence the name]
Mason [boy named after Mason Musso]
Andrew Trace [boy, deceased, named after Andy Hurley, Andy Mrotek and Trace Cyrus]

The other two didn't live long enough to get names.

Here's some pics from Cleveland:

[See? It says "Blood"]

[Jaya and Scottish!Rachel fail at teh "Blood"makin']

[This is how Indians get all gussied up. (Real Indians, not Native Americans).]

[Shrikar and mah sistah in teh backgrownd.]

[Kaleb hitting some kid for no apparent reason.]

[Jon lookin' sexy with Jepha-pha (not of the Dun HAM).]

[Ali, Jon's sister. My BFFLWLIC (Best Friend for Life Who Lives in Chicago).]

[Peepelz...]

[There were 256 cigarette butts in yonder field. I got bored, okay?]

[Mah crew at teh "Scenic Overlook" on the side of the highway.]

[A stream beneath the "Scenic Overlook."]

[Birdie.]

[The highway bridge by the "Scenic Overlook." I wanted to climb up there so bad, you don't even know. The fence was really low and there was a system of ladders going up to this walkway right beneath the bridge... If my mom would've let me...]

[Mah guinea pig, Max. (Not in Cleveland).]

[From left to right: Jaya, Jon, Anisha, that one kid.]

...">
Sorry they're late, but:
SEXY PIKCHAAZ O' JEPH

And last but not least:

[I couldn't help myself! They looked so cute! Note the "Chicks Rule" pajamas]

Writer's Block: Three dishes I could live on

2008-05-16T05:39:01Z

What three dishes could you live on for the rest of your life?

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The rest of my life? Uh...
Really big ones, I guess.
Like, one Jersey-sized and one Australia-sized and one Ohio-sized...
Yeah.
With a litte food on 'em, too...
Y'know, so I don't, like...
Die.

mcluvin @ 2008-05-16T01:15:00

2008-05-16T05:26:33Z

So it's 1am...
I finally finished my essay...
It's crap and I'm pretty sure it makes no sense, but I can't really tell...
And Mr. Koller loves me, so s'all good...
o.O
I tried to read The Dove Kepper just now 'cause everyone was raving about it but as soon as I saw the first paragraph it was just like "AHHH! BIG WORDS! MY EYES ARE BURNING!!!!!" because I haven't slept much this week and it was a little much...
Nobody's online...
:(
Probably because it's 1am...
Here...
AUSTRALIAN PEEPLZ COME SOON!!!!
I wrote my paper on Australia.
It was bad.
But I stopped inthe middle to read fanfics and do a bit o' ED surfing...
I think I might've put some 1337 in thar.
I hope not.
*is too lazy to check*
DAMN OVERTYPE MODE!
>=(

[Damn... this had so many friggin typos... I spelled "read" reed... *shudder* And I'm a BETA!]

Writer's Block: My First Car

2008-05-03T22:32:43Z

What was your first car?

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Matchbox.

AAAAAAH!!!

2008-04-25T00:25:15Z

My friend John [who writes hot mansex] FINALLY GOT A LIVEJOURNAL!!!!
*collective yay*
[to John] LJ doesn't FAIL!
YOU'RE ON IT!!!
HA!!!
*rubs it in your face*
[not to John] Now everyone go spam ryukryukryuk with love!
♥

MAH BIRTHDAY!!!

2008-04-24T00:01:02Z

Okei, so I missed my own birthday...
That's pretty bad...
P:
It was 4-20, though, so...
;)
Anyways, uh...
GUESS HOW OLD I AM!!!
Whoever wins gets...
Uh...
I dunno...
But, yeah...
:D

My keyboard's on stupid overtype mode...
xP
Yeah...
My brithday was pretty uneventful...
[No pot... :(]
I did go to Build-A-Bear and made a koala named Jeph Tholomew Plague...
He's pretty kickass...
:D
And I ate way too much at Chili's and then got a free chocolate shake...
I didn't have any of my birthday cake until the next day...
o.O
Yeah...

And just before I got on here, my sister got caught looking at some yuri hentai...
If you didn't know, that's ANIME LESBIAN PORN!!!
Yeah...
And she's 11...
*shakes head*
Swear to god, I had nothing to do with this one...
Crazy shit, mann... Crazy shit...
P:

Boredom Makes Us All Do Strange Things Sometimes

2008-04-16T00:17:28Z

I'm BOOOOOORED...
So I'm sing-ing a soooong...
On mah
LIVE JOURNAL
LIVE JOURNAL
LIVE JOURNAL
LIVE JOURNAL
Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!

[Yargen.]

I know! Aren't you just dying?!?

I'm cold.
It's that dang cold front.
With the continental polar air mass from CANADA.
Canadians, you have betrayed me agaaaaaaaaaaaaaaain!
[But I'm not singing anymore]